#daniel ferrante

[gingericywolf]

Doodle pages with Camp fam(my designs) and Ocs, ft Yasamlynn, Benven and Danea and the classic girosphere ships.

Daniel and Enea belong to @lamponellatempesta

Close ups:

[lamponellatempesta]

Heyo Camp Cretaceous fandom, nothing to say, I just leave the fam I've done with this picrew here.

And an addiction:

Daniel Ferrante and Raven

The OC's of me and @gingericywolf in the series.

Hope you will like them you all!

[sesiondemadrugada]

The Woman with the Knife (Timité Bassori, 1969).

[thecraggus]

Swim (2021) Review

If it's sink or Swim, I'll choose sink, thanks. #Review

[marcogiovenale]

4 novembre, exp - caffè delle esposizioni, roma: incontro con epp & stalker su "trame. ratiche e saperi per un'ecologia situata" (tamu)"

4 novembre, exp – caffè delle esposizioni, roma: incontro con epp & stalker su “trame. ratiche e saperi per un’ecologia situata” (tamu)”

https://www.facebook.com/events/555833126543621 Evento di Libreria Trastevere, Tamu Edizioni e Carmine Conelli Ecologie Politiche del Presente (EPP) incontra Stalker a partire dai temi del libro Trame. Pratiche e saperi per un’ecologia situata (Tamu). Ne parlano: Daniela Allocca (EPP) Daniele Valisena (EPP) Lorenzo Romito (Stalker) Giulia Fiocca (Stalker) il libro Trame raccoglie, partendo da…

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

Infamous Poisoning Cases: Solved and Unsolved

In November 2014, a Pennsylvania jury convicted Dr. Robert Ferrante of the April 2013 cyanide murder of his wife, neurologist Autumn Klein. Prosecutors were able to establish that Dr. Ferrante bought cyanide, ostensibly for stem cell experiments related to his research into ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease) and that he had come up with a plan to kill his wife because she wanted to have another child. He also may have believed she was planning to divorce him. Robert Ferrante was sentenced to life in prison in February 2015.

In April 2003, 16 members of Gustaf Adolph Evangelical Lutheran Church in the small farming community of New Sweden, Maine, fell gravely ill after a meeting where they'd had coffee brewed in an urn. Walter Reid Morrill, age 78, died from the side effects, and 15 other parishioners were seriously ill. Just five days after the fateful meeting, congregation member Daniel Bondeson, age 53, committed suicide. Bondeson killed himself with a rifle. He allegedly left a suicide note that read like a confession to the mass poisoning. The contents of Bondeson's note have never been made public, and the case is still considered unsolved.

He had moved on with life and was reporting for a Missouri radio station when James Keown was arrested for the 2004 antifreeze poisoning of his wife, Julie. The couple was living in Waltham, Massachusetts when Julie died, and that was where Keown went on trial in 2008. In court, jurors learned Keown had crippling debt and wanted the $250,000 payout from Julie's life insurance policy. His solution was a steady diet of antifreeze in her Gatorade.

[thursdaygrl]

i added newbies cause i have a problem and i already owe starters so why not add some to the pile lmao. starter call for my new muses listed below, like and i'll come to you for who. i'm lazy so they'll be one liners probably.

aurelio ferrante, 21, bisexual, he/him, simone baldasseroni fc

joseph greene, 23, straight, he/him, owen teague fc

kendra jensen, 34, lesbian, she/her, danielle savre fc

mason greene, 34, straight, he/him, jake weary fc

quinn zhang, 19, bisexual, she/her, lola tung fc

sebastian tenley, 30, bisexual, he/him, oliver stark fc

stephanie mcnamara, 45, bisexual, she/her, sarah rafferty fc

[missyourflight]

some stuff i read and watched in september:

my brilliant friend (s1-3): had a bit of ferrante fever and rinsed through this, i think it's v well done as an adaptation -- it's been so long since i read the first couple of books that the casting of the lads made them feel much more vivid than i remembered, also i Need to go to florence

foundation (s2): honestly entertainment peaked with deranged space emperor clone lee pace spitting blood in ben daniels' face and snarling i fucking love it, hope to see it back in 2-3 years probably!

the gold: finally got around to this bc they were talking about it on the watch lol, very cool the way it sort of sprawls out from the original heist and just keeps going, classic dcoop sketchiness, still mulling over casting jack lowden as lymond bc what other blonde scottish actors even are there

starstruck (s3): ROSE MATAFEO FOREVER etc. this season pretty much an anti-romcom which i'm on board with, the friendship stuff fucked me up, not to get into but phew re: being single in your thirties while all your friends are having kids etc

passages: really liked this but somehow didn't love it quite as much as i expected to, franz ben adele perfect, whishaw really come full circle since basically playing the franz role in cock at the royal court lol, beautiful knitwear outfits homewares

the best years of our lives: like 3 hours long but doesn't feel it, quietly devastatingly empathetic story of returning ww2 veterans, i need to watch the five come back series on netflix bc william wyler is so so good

a haunting in venice: i would also like to go to venice, kenbran's having fun at least my dutch angle king, i hope they keep letting him make these forever although i also rewatched tenet and nothing here tops the part where he jogs slowly backwards through time

the broken hearts gallery: the best of a bunch of recent-ish romances i watched, geraldine viswanathan is a Star

michael clayton: somehow hadn't seen this before but very satisfying like corporate thriller, tom wilkinson and tilda are great, i want to rewatch andor now

elena ferrante, the story of the lost child: finally finished the neapolitan novels, fuck me up elena. can't think of a comparable series of like adult novels that go this hard for me, maybe st aubyn? yowl

colin walsh, kala: this ripped actually, loved like the irish specificity of the voices

james frankie thomas, idlewild: literally took critical damage every time i had to read the word HoYay but this was great and painful about like being a horrible little queer teenager and codependent friendships and livejournal and annotated fanfiction etc

marilynne robinson, gilead: ow i loved this, i think it's a real skill to make like goodness compelling, looking forward to being devastated by the rest of the series etc

sylvia townsend warner, lolly willowes: 🧙‍♀️🍂🌝

katie kitamura, intimacies: more things should be set at the courts in the hague tbh! made me think about translation a lot and also black earth rising

cat sebastian, we could be so good: sometimes you just want to read a gay romance about being in love with your best friend innit

operation mincemeat: omg i actually went to the theatre, this was silly and very much The British Hamilton but i loved it and i cried and i ordered drinks to my seat, 5 stars etc

the effect: i didn't see the original billie piper staging but i love lucy prebble and i loved this cast, literally paapa essiedu can do anything, kobna holdbrook smith reminded me that i should carry on with the rivers of london audibooks, one in a long list of signs that i should probably talk to someone about my mental health lol

[calvinandhobbes]

can you explain the odyssey of recollection? is it like louis forgetting details because of how long hes been alive?

i think for louis it is partially how long he’s been alive, but overall i think it refers to just how inconstant or unreliable memory is. for daniel & louis, their life stories are constructions they make for themselves & they will always be skewed to their perspective. whether it be from over-telling/trying to make a story full of complexities into one coherent tale, repression/trauma, drug addiction (for daniel at least), or simply time passing, no matter how hard they try to be objective & truthful, life stories will always fail. there is a truth in this recollection, but the truth is totally subjective. here are some relevant quotes that make me a bit insane!!

—Sylvie Baumgartel

—Elena Ferrante

—Sarah Manguso

[criminol]

The Murder of Daniella Gazolla

Daniella Ferrante Perez Gazolla was a Brazilian actress and dancer, she had been interested in performing arts since she was a young child and had been on television acting and dancing. In 1990, Daniella married actor Raul Gazolla.

On 28th December 1992, Daniella was ambushed by her former co-actor Guilherme de Pádua and his wife, Paula Nogueira Thomáz. She was killed by 18 stab wounds to her neck and chest. Pádua attended Daniella’s funeral before the authorities realised he had murdered her.

The motive for the murder was jealousy- Pádua resented that Danielle was getting more screen time that him on the soap opera they both acted in. Thomáz was jealous of Daniella’s love scenes with her husband. The pair discussed their dislike of Daniella and planned the murder together.

Pádua and Thomáz were convicted of second degree murder and only served 9 of their 18 year sentences much to the outrage of the public. After Daniella’s mother campaigned the pair were eventually forced to pay compensation to Daniella’s family.

[terpia]

I'm beyond late on this, but thank you for tagging me @whatevsbla!

Rules: List ten books that have stayed with you in some way, don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.

(these are in no particular order)

'Stuff' by Daniel Miller - to this day I have not finished it, but reading the first few chapters of this book in my undergrad forever changed the way I look at clothes and 'innate' qualities, making me question for the first time why supposedly innate things are meant to be superior to things you actively worked to develop.

'Fool's Errand' by Robin Hobb - my fav RotE book. I love the older Fitz POV, the new characters, and the return of old faves. The relatively low stakes also mean that for the most part I can enjoy the warm character moments knowing that there's nothing awful about to happen in the next chapter.

'Pippi Longstockings' by Astrid Lindgren. The first 'proper' book (i.e. a full novel instead of a collection of short stories) that I've read by myself and one of my fav books as a kid. It forever has a place in my heart.

'Othello' by William Shakespeare. My second Shakespeare play, and also the play that really made me love Shakespeare. Read it over a couple of months for school, which means that I remember details of it much better than a lot of other Shakespeare plays.

'English Renaissance drama : a Norton anthology' - this may be cheating, but this book is just a really good selection of early modern plays that I stumbled upon in my uni library and have been thinking about longingly ever since (although looking online, it appears that used copies of it are actually fairly affordable, so perhaps I could actually buy one for myself)

'Pulpecja' by Małgorzata Musierowicz - another book from my childhood. The entire Jeżycjada series fills me with nostalgia, but this book in particular meant a lot to me as a kid. Growing up fat, reading about a beautiful chubby girl was a balm to my soul.

'National Gallery of Ireland Companion Guide' - this is a weird one, but I picked up a copy of this book during my fine art phase as a teenager and then spend hours pouring over all the paintings and painting descriptions in it. The actual gallery is also very dear to me.

'Anthropocene Reviewed' by John Green. I don't know why this collection of essays spoke to me so strongly, but I cried a lot while reading it and it helped me to feel more connected to/ appreciative of the wider world around me.

'How to keep house while drowning: A Gentle Approach to Cleaning and Organising' by KC Davis - another book that made me cry a lot. I'm not usually one for self-care books, but I bought this one when I was really struggling with my chores and it really helped. I can't say that any of the practical advice really stayed with me outside of one or two things, but the core message of making your space serve you (not the other way around) and not attaching moral judgement or your own self worth to completing chores made this 1000% worth buying. A book I'll be returning to many times over.

'My Brilliant Friend' by Elena Ferrante (although the entire Neapolitan quartet can go here) - I can't remember the last time a series of books absorbed me this much both story wise (although this is more of a character study, and not exactly fast-paced) and intectually. Binged all 4 books in a row (and that's saying quite a bit, considering how often I was annoyed by the main character lol). Wouldn't have picked it up if not for my friend hyping it up a lot, but I'm really glad I did. Also it made me reconnect with my childhood friend, so hey, there's that!

[gingericywolf]

Some sketching done these days, jwcc/jwct related

And Au related with Ocs:

RAVEN:(first is the closeup to the guys(ben) seeing raven again after months of no news, then raven's design)

(How did my little boy become Soyonas b[gunshot])

DANIEL:

Can't believe I got their Chaos Theory designs/ sheets before their Camp Cretaceous ones.

And also got a plot for an au before the series is out even. ( i mean not much would have changed they still would have needed a sequel, this is just gonna be the third sequel)

[semperama]

10 and 18 🙏🙏🙏

Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

To me, if I said a piece of writing "haunted" me, it would just mean that I cannot stop thinking about it/am obsessed with it to an unreasonable or unsettling degree, and yeah, that happens to me with other people's writing all the time!! Both with published fiction and also with fanfic. It's so basic of me, but I definitely felt that way after reading The Secret History by Donna Tartt, and also My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrante. And probably others too, but those are the two books that first come to mind when it comes to things that consumed my every waking thought for days after I read them.

For my own writing, hmm. I feel like when I'm haunted by my own writing, it's only during the writing process, and it has a more negative connotation. I often get this feeling where I'm obsessed with the world and the idea of what I'm writing, but when I'm in that phase, I'm usually failing at actually putting words on the page, probably BECAUSE I'm overthinking. I'll lay awake at night drowning myself in little scenarious, but never actually write them down, or when I try to write them down, they don't live up to my imagination. That's a bad place to be!! As fun as it is to be consumed by something like that, I definitely don't do my best work when it's happening.

Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

Oh dear!! I'm so bad at these commentary things, mostly because, as I hinted at above, I think I do my best writing when I'm not thinking too hard about it, so it's often hard for me to go back and talk about how I came up with things or my thought process behind it, because...ideally I wasn't having too many thoughts! But I guess I'll attempt to talk about the opening paragraphs of A Praise Chorus:

Max gives him a birthday card. The envelope is blue, and Daniel thumbs it open carefully to find a picture of two cats in party hats and a hand-scrawled message inside about how he’s over the hill. He laughs and pulls Max into a hug, his mind racing a mile a minute about how—It’s weird, right? It’s so weird. The only people who send him cards anymore are his parents. No one else here got him anything. A lot of them have probably already forgotten it’s his birthday, too focused on their own plans for the weekend, getting laid or getting high.

“Thanks, man,” he says, squeezing Max’s shoulder as they break apart. He can’t look him in the eye. Something itches between his shoulder blades, where Max’s palm rested for maybe a second too long. “Let’s get a drink, huh?”

“I got it,” Max says. Daniel scoffs and waves him off, but later he catches Max slipping a credit card into the hand of a passing waiter. He’s a fucking kid, not even 20 for a couple more months, not even through his second year of F1, and Daniel can afford to buy his own bottles. But Max catches his eye and gives a thumbs up, two bright spots of red high on his cheeks that Daniel would think were sunburn if he didn’t know better.

So, I've recently talked about how the idea of the birthday card saved this fic, because I was totally lost about how to begin it when I first started writing. I originally was trying to open the fic with Max doing the shoey, but I think the reason it wasn't working is because that wouldn't freak Daniel out enough. Which is a weird thing to say about a guy drinking champagne from a shoe, but ultimately I think that's the kind of thing a guy can shrug off as just guys being dudes, you know? Whereas showing up to a San Tropez birthday party with a card of all things is just uncanny enough to send Daniel into a crisis, lol.

I think the part where Max insists on paying for the drinks really drives it home, because again, it'd be totally normal for your buddy-pal to insist on buying you drinks on your birthday, but since Daniel is already off-kilter, it takes on a different kind of meaning for him. I think it sets the tone for the rest of the fic, where Daniel starts to question what's normal and what's not and what it is he's actually feeling. The road to untangling his denial had to start with something he couldn't deny--the birthday card and how it made him feel--and then suddenly it became harder for him to cope with even normal friend stuff.

I hope all that rambling made sense, ahaha. Like I said, I'm bad at this!!

[rideretremando]

Dalla bolla FB di Ivano Porpora

"Mi piacerebbe avere una piccola sezione dei 20, 25 libri più rappresentativi dei migliori autori in Italia; e credo che interessi anche i miei allievi, e chi mi segue.

Qui sotto la lista dei libri. Parte l'elezione de L'ALTRO LIVELLO. Potete votarne solo dieci. Se ne votate undici, cancello il vostro commento, perché state portando rumore. Il libro può anche non essere quello: ripeto, per me Nove ha raggiunto l'apice con La vita oscena.

Aldo Nove - Milano non è Milano, 2010

Alessandra Carnaroli - La furia, 2023

Alessandra Sarchi - L’amore normale, 2014

Alessandro Baricco - Mr Gwyn, 2011

Alessandro Piperno - Con le peggiori intenzioni, 2005

Alessio Forgione - Napoli mon amour, 2018

Alessio Mosca - Chiromantica Medica, 2022

Alfredo Palomba, Quando le belve arriveranno, 2022

Andrea Bajani - Un bene al mondo, 2016

Andrea Canobbio -

Andrea Donaera - Io sono la bestia, 2019

Andrea Pomella - L'uomo che trema, 2018

Andrea Tarabbia - La calligrafia come arte delle guerra, 2010

Andrej Longo - L'altra madre, 2016

Antonella Cilento, Lisario o il piacere infinito delle donne, 2014

Antonella Lattanzi - Questo giorno che incombe, 2021

Antonio Manzini - 7/72007, 2016

Antonio Moresco - La lucina, 2013

Aurelio Picca - Il più grande criminale di Roma è stato amico mio, 2020

Benedetta Palmieri - Emersione, 2021

Carola Susani - Eravamo bambini abbastanza, 2012

Claudia Durastanti - La straniera, 2019

Claudia Petrucci - L'esercizio, 2020

Claudio Morandini - Neve, cane, piede, 2015

Claudio Piersanti - Quel maledetto Vronskij, 2021

Daniela Ranieri - Stradario Aggiornato di tutti i miei baci, 2021

Daniele Del Giudice - Orizzonte mobile, 2009

Daniele Mencarelli - Tutto chiede salvezza, 2022

Daniele Petruccioli - La casa delle madri, 2020

Dario Voltolini - Le scimmie sono inavvertitamente uscite dalla gabbia, 2006

Davide Orecchio - Storia aperta, 2021

Demetrio Paolin - Conforme alla gloria, 2016

Domenico Starnone - Vita mortale e immortale della bambina di Milano, 2021

Donatella Di Pietrantonio - L’arminuta, 2017

Edgardo Franzosini - Questa vita tuttavia mi pesa molto, 2015

Edoardo Albinati - La scuola cattolica, 2016

Edoardo Zambelli - Storia di due donne e di uno specchio, 2018

Elena Ferrante -

Emanuela Canepa - Insegnami la tempesta, 2020

Emanuela Cocco - Tu che eri ogni ragazza, 2018

Emanuele Tonon - La luce prima, 2011

Emanuele Trevi - Due vite, 2020

Emidio Clementi - L’amante imperfetto, 2017

Emiliano Ereddia - Le mosche, 2021

Eraldo Baldini - L’uomo nero e la bicicletta blu, 2011

Ernesto Aloia - I compagni del fuoco, 2007

Ezio Sinigaglia - Eclissi, 2016

Fabio Bacà - Nova, 2021

Fabio Bartolomei - We are family, 2013

Fabio Geda - Nel mare ci sono i coccodrilli, 2010

Fabio Genovesi - Esche vive, 2011

Fabio Stassi - L'ultimo ballo di Charlot, 2012

Fabrizio Patriarca - Tokyo transit, 2016

Federico Platania - Il Dio che fa la mia vendetta, 2013

Filippo Nicosia - Come un animale, 2010

Filippo Tuena - Ultimo parallelo, 2007

Francesca Genti - Anche la sofferenza ha la sua data di scadenza, 2018

Francesca Manfredi - L’impero della polvere, 2019

Francesca Marzia Esposito - Corpi di ballo, 2019

Francesca Mattei - Il giorno in cui diedi fuoco alla mia casa, 2019

Francesco Dimitri - Pan, 2008

Francesco Maino - Cartongesso, 2014

Francesco Pacifico - Class, 2014

Francesco Pecoraro - La vita in tempo di pace, 2014

Francesco Targhetta - Perciò veniamo bene nelle fotografie, 2012

Franco Stelzer - Il nostro primo solenne stranissimo Natale senza di lei, 2003

Fulvio Abbate - Roma vista controvento, 2015

Giacomo Sartori - Anatomia della battaglia, 2005

Gian Marco Griffi - Ferrovie del Messico, 2022

Gianluca Morozzi - Blackout, 2004

Gilda Policastro - La parte di Malvasia, 2020

Giordano Meacci - Il cinghiale che uccise Liberty Valance, 2016

Giordano Tedoldi - Tabù, 2017

Giorgia Tribuiani - Blu, 2018

Giorgio Falco - La gemella H, 2014

Giorgio Fontana - Il mago di Riga, 2022

Giorgio Vasta - Il tempo materiale, 2008

Giovanni Dozzini - Qui dovevo stare, 2021

Giulio Mozzi - Le ripetizioni, 2021

Giuseppe Genna - Dies irae, 2006

Greta Pavan - Quasi niente sbagliato, 2023

Helena Janeczek - La ragazza con la Leica, 2017

Ilaria Palomba - Vuoto, 2022

Laura Pariani -La valle delle donne lupo, 2011

Laura Pugno - Sirene, 2007

Letizia Muratori - Casa madre, 2008

Licia Giaquinto - La briganta e lo straniero, 2014

Lorenza Pieri - Il giardino dei mostri, 2019

Lorenzo Mercatanti - Il babbo avrebbe voluto dire ti amo ma lo zio ne faceva anche a meno, 2014

Luca Ricci - Gli autunnali, 2018

Luigi Romolo Carrino - Non è di maggio, 2021

Maddalena Fingerle - Lingua Madre, 2021

Marcello Fois - Nel tempo di mezzo, 2012

Marco Balzano - Resto qui, 2015

Marco Drago - Innamorato, 2023

Marco Mancassola - Last love parade, 2005

Marco Missiroli - Atti osceni in luogo privato, 2015

Marco Peano - L'invenzione della madre, 2015

María Grazia Calandrone, Dove non mi hai portata, 2023

Maria Rosa Cutrufelli - Il giudice delle donne, 2016

Marino Magliani - Peninsulario, 2022

Mario Desiati - Spatriati, 2022

Marta Cai - Enti di ragione, 2019

Massimiliano Santarossa - Pane e Ferro, 2019

Matteo Cavezzali - Nero d'inferno, 2018

Matteo Galiazzo - Cargo, ne 2013

Matteo Melchiorre -Requiem per un albero, 2004

Mauro Covacich - La sposa, 2016

Michele Mari - Leggenda privata, 2017

Michele Orti Manara - Il vizio di smettere, 2018

Michele Vaccari - Un marito, 2018

Niccolò Ammaniti - Io non ho paura, 2001

Nicola Lagioia - La città dei vivi, 2020

Orso Tosco - Aspettando i naufraghi, 2018

Paola Barbato - Zoo, 2019

Paolo Cognetti - Sofia si veste sempre di nero, 2012

Paolo Colagrande - Salvarsi a vanvera, 2022

Paolo Giordano -

Paolo Nori - Vi avverto che vivo per l’ultima volta, 2023

Paolo Zanotti - Bambini bonsai, 2010

Paolo Zardi - Il giorno che diventammo umani, 2013

Piera Ventre - Gli spettri della sera, 2023

Piersandro Pallavicini - Atomico Dandy, 2005

Raul Montanari - Il buio divora la strada, 2002

Remo Rapino - Vita, morte e miracoli di Bonfiglio Liborio, 2019

Romolo Bugaro - Non c'è stata nessuna battaglia, 2019

Rosa Matteucci - Costellazione familiare, 2016

Rosella Postorino - Le assaggiatrici, 2018

Rossana Campo - Dove troverete un altro padre come il mio, 2015

Sacha Naspini - I cariolanti, 2020

Sandro Campani - I passi nel bosco, 2020

Sandro Veronesi - Caos Calmo, 2005

Sara Gamberini - Maestoso è l’abbandono, 2018

Sebastiano Vassalli - Le due chiese, 2010

Sergio Claudio Perroni - Entro a volte nel tuo sonno, 2018

Silvia Ballestra - La Sibilla. Vita di Joyce Lussu, 2022

Silvia Bottani - Il giorno mangia la notte, 2020

Simona Baldanzi - Figlia di una vestaglia blu, 2006

Simona Baldelli - Vicolo dell'Immaginario, 2018

Simona Vinci - La prima verità, 2016

Tiziano Scarpa - Cose fondamentali, 2010

Tommaso Pincio - Panorama, 2015

Tullio Avoledo -

Ugo Cornia - Quasi amore, 2001

Valentina Durante - Enne, 2020

Valentina Maini - La mischia, 2020

Valeria Corciolani - La regina dei colori, 2023

Valeria Parrella - Lo spazio bianco, 2008

Valerio Evangelisti - Noi saremo tutto, 2004

Vanni Santoni - Gli interessi in comune, 2008

Veronica Galletta - Nina sull’argine, 2021

Veronica Tomassini - L’altro addio, 2017

Vincenzo Pardini - Il valico dei briganti, 2023

Viola Di Grado - Fame blu, 2022

Vitaliano Trevisan - Works, 2016

Walter Pozzi - Carte scoperte, 2015

Walter Siti - Troppi paradisi, 2006

Wu Ming - 54, 2002"

Poi è partita una lotta nel fango di scrittori che gridano e si tirano i capelli e dicono meglio quello meglio quell' altro e poi io, ci devo essere io. Ed i miei amici x e y..."

E lui alla fine ha tolto il post.

[liu-lang]

list of books i read in 2022

elif batuman (attended a reading by her at hunter college)

the idiot

the possessed : adventures with russian books and the people who read them

either/or

elena ferrante

my brilliant friend

han kang

the vegetarian

paul a. silverstein

postcolonial france : race, islam, and the future of the republic

mohsin hamid

exit west

ian mcewan

first love, last rites

gretchen mcculloch

because internet : understanding the new rules of language

mimi zhu (went to her book launch, she signed my copy, fellow diaspora chinese who grew up in brisbane / sg)

be not afraid of love : lessons on fear, intimacy, and connection

daniel odier (written under pseudonym delacorta)

diva

liu yichang (translated by pascale wei-guinot)

tête bêche

vincent bevins

the jakarta method

belinda huijuan tang

a map for the missing

yōko tawada

scattered all over the earth

ling ma

bliss montage

mieko kawakami

breasts and eggs

sayaka murata

convenience store woman

serhii plokhy

the gates of europe : a history of ukraine

katie marya

sugar work

kaveh akbar

pilgrim bell

[bucciadiarancia]

Quest'anno ho letto trentaquattro libri: tre saggi (il primo è sui manicomi femminili in Italia nel periodo fascista; poi l'analisi de L'Iliade di Simone Weil, la ricostruzione di Westerman della letteratura "idraulica" del periodo stalinista), due raccolte di poesie (Anna Achmatova, Farrokhzad Forugh), quattro memorie (il veganesimo di Margherita Hack, i diari di Rozanov, la prigionia di Hamson Knut, la versione della storia della prima moglie del Marchese von Sacher-Masoch). Il genere più ricorrente è quello delle raccolte di racconti (Qualcuno che ti ami in tutta la tua gloria devastata, i Racconti dell'età del Jazz di Fitzgerald, Disastri di Charms, Compagno di sbronze di Bukowski, Orientamento di Daniel Orozco, Pesca alla trota in America, Perle di Mia Couto, dei racconti di Zamjatin, Sepolto vivo di Hedayat). Ho letto quattro libri per ragazzi: Favole al telefono di Gianni Rodari, La figlia del capitano, Piccole donne crescono, Enola Holmes. Tra i titoli più celebri ho recuperato I tre moschettieri di Dumas, Persuasione, La venere in Pelliccia. Ho letto un giallo (La camera azzurra di Simenon). Nessuna di queste letture è stata in una lingua straniera né è rientrata nelle mie letture preferite di sempre, per quanto io abbia apprezzato Giovanissimi di Forgione, La figlia oscura di Elena Ferrante, La sonata a Kreutzer e il su citato Disastri di Charms (quattro stelline). "Perché il bambino cuoce nella polenta" mi ha fatto versare una lacrimuccia.

Ho comprato ed ho ricevuto un regalo un discreto numero di libri, non ho tenuto il conto.